So, we’re sick.
If I had a $1 for every time I started a blog post with that, I would be a wealthy woman. About four weeks ago, I had a cold for a few days. Jamie caught it from me and has battled it ever since.
The kicker was when he went to Oregon last weekend for (what else) a pumpkin weigh-off. The day he flew home, I cooked, I cleaned, I doted on his children. I was the ultimate 1950s housewife waiting to greet him wearing a frilly apron and with a feather duster in hand.
OK, more like a fleece pullover and iPhone. We ARE in 2009.
What did Jamie bring me?
Pneumonia.
Yes, my friends he has pneumonia. He went to the doctor yesterday and he paid the hospital a visit today to get some X-rays because his condition had worsened.
Here’s the great thing about working for yourself: unlimited days off when you’re sick.
Here’s the bad thing: you don’t get paid.
Not even 5 minutes after he left for the hospital, a reporter from Channel 4 who interviewed me last week called to see if I could do a last-minute interview about how the FTC’s new ruling impacts bloggers.
I had only a very surface knowledge of that 81-page ruling.
My house was a mess. Bode was poopy. After straightening everything and everyone up, I literally had 5 minutes to become an expert on it.
All I can say is good thing it wasn’t live TV. Editing is a beautiful thing.
Oh, and they did a teaser for my segment on a commercial break DURING OPRAH.
It may be the the closet I’ll ever come to her.
So, poor Jamie is currently passed out upstairs, Bode has a runny nose and Hadley and I are both battling sore throats.
At least it isn’t lice, right?
So, here’s my question: are you a suffer-in-silence type or do you need someone babying you the entire time? Jamie and I are a bit of both. We check to see if the other is alive and leave ‘em alone to wallow in their misery!
I'm a Canadian-born mom of two, former Denver Post columnist, family travel writer, editor of MileHighMamas.com and 9News contributor. Expert on all things Utah, Denver, family and travel. Lover of laughter and life. Happily married to a man obsessed with growing The Great Pumpkin. 